I struggle to accept my chronic digestive problems/pain. Drinking used to mask it. Also it stopped me thinking about it and being driven crazy by it because it numbed me out. There will some hard days of pain/discomfort I will have to ride through without much relief (nothing else works very well at all).
I also struggle to accept that I'm not where I want to be in life. I feel like I'm far behind, and have wasted a lot of time and talent.
I struggle to accept that a lot of "friends" who I have poured much time and energy into over the years aren't really friends.